"News: (Are) artificial intelligence, life, theories, building a house using only numbers, traffic, analogies, bluest dome of sky stretching out an airbubble over earth, clouds are the sky's heartaches, wind that sweep trees into weeping and laughing postures, two professors two research becomes one, what is a phd made of?, virtual reality vs. perceptions, lonely waterdrops, searching for beauty in every corner, time is infinite (Really!), films that melt heads, sounds that stitch into a smooth and boundless musical field, cold noodles with raw fish wrapped by cold chopsticks, summer is microwave in love, midnights and time, calmness with no end in sight, boredom and escape, red oranges and blue apples in every sunsets from Los Angeles."

Our neighbor invited me and Brian to their 2 year old boy's birthday party. I feel enlivened, we never talk - only busy polite exchanges until today. This should have happened much earlier, but early enough that it is still early sunday afternoon when I wrote this sentiment. It's cold again after a week of warmer weather, I am in bed, typing on my laptop on a mini tray. So much to do today, I wonder where I went wrong - with time I mean. Or, intensions. What of nature then? who am I, what was, what will be? Never at present am I ;-) That's what went wrong! (past tense already, now?)